The Dark Night of the Soul- Part 2

In this second part of our topic on suicide (click here for part 1), I would like to discuss the more intimate factors associated with suicide. Perhaps we could reframe it by asking, “Why people kill themselves”?

The answer, as I mentioned in the first posting, is complex. There is no one single answer that would explain that tragic behavior. However, in my many years working with very distressed and hurting people as well as reading and thinking on this subject, I have come to see four factors, which seem to be present in one way or another in the mind of those who are contemplating suicide.

The Four Factors

 

  • Hopelessness. Many years ago, a very prominent American Psychiatrist, Dr Aaron Beck, who is also known as the ‘father” of Cognitive Therapy, noticed that an item in his depression questionnaire highly correlated with likelihood for self-harm, including completed suicides. This item dealt with a sense of hopelessness. Later, he developed a whole questionnaire known as the Beck’s Hopelessness Scales to evaluate this very important construct. The person who is at high risk for suicide is the person who has lost the sense of the future, who develops strong pessimistic attitudes, has very low motivation to do anything, and has limited expectations regarding life and others. In working with very depressed people over the years, I have seen repeatedly that it is not the degree of adversity in the person’s life, but the loss of hope that is critical. It reminds me of the quote from Nietzsche “give a person a why and he can deal with any how”. No matter how much pain and suffering a person experiences, if hope exists, if there is a point to everything (a “why”) then he can deal with the greatest of difficulties. On the other hand, once hope is lost, life tends to go the same way. The beautiful, courageous and tragic story of Ann Frank reminds us of this principle. This young Jewish adolescent hid with her family is an attic of a house in Amsterdam during WWII. Her diary shows despite her precarious situation, she was hopeful and joyful. She kept hoping for the day of liberation, and her future life. Sadly, they were betrayed and the Nazis sent them to concentration camps, and there she fought on, resisted this evil with all her might, until her older sister died. Ann, who had so gallantly and courageously battled fear, horror, hunger, and disease, felt there was no more hope and let go of life; she stopped fighting and surrendered herself to despair. Just four weeks later, the allied forces liberated her concentration camp.
Otto Frank visits the attic
  • Pain. Edwin Shneidman, in his seminal work on suicide, created the term “psychache” to describe the depths of psychological pain, hurt, and anguish a person experiences when contemplating suicide. While in sadness and depression, we always feel a level of pain, this is a more intense, despairing and alienating type of pain. As a Psychologist dealing with people in this state, I always felt this huge emotional divide when trying to reach out, to succor, and to bring hope. This is not only a hurtful pain, but also an alienating type of pain, which cuts people off from others. A person who suffers this type of pain, feels no one understands or can understand. This person feels alone, desperate and hopeless.
  • Anger. Sigmund Freud in his pioneering work in Psychoanalysis theorized that one prominent reason why people developed depression was through an unconscious mechanism in which anger, initially felt against other people, is introjected (turned inward) against the self. This is possible because we carry within ourselves our histories and the image of important people in our lives, even those who have hurt us. Therefore, the anger we feel towards them we direct it to their internal representations in our minds. At some point, this anger, or better-said “rage” is let loose and becomes murderous rage against the self. When I was in training I had a supervisor who used to say that suicide was the ultimate “fuck you”, referring to this concept in which the act of killing oneself is a defiance, a message, towards others whom have hurt us and whom we hate. Independently of the veracity of this theory, the person who is suicidal is typically very angry as well, although as frequently, this anger is not acknowledged.
  • Guilt. The final horseman of this apocalyptic self-destruction is guilt. This emotion, as all emotions, carries within itself, a set of consequences. A person who is guilty feels the need to be punished. It is only through punishment that guilt can be released, paid for, and the emotional debt, be once for all, finally settled. When guilt is unbearable and the hope for forgiveness is not available, suicide becomes the ultimate and proper method of paying that debt. A common misconception in PTSD is that people develop symptoms due to witnessing or living through horrific images of horror or destruction. While it is true that witnessing experiences of this nature will affect us in emotional ways, most people will, with time, feel better and return to normal functioning. In most severe cases of PTSD, the dynamics are very often consistent with feelings of guilt regarding what the soldier did or failed to do, which resulted in pain, suffering or loss of life. Now this guilt does not have to be “logical, real” so to speak, it only needs to exist in the person’s psyche as a constant reality and accuser of his actions. Sometimes this guilt takes unusual form such as the well-known “survivor guilt” in which the soldier feels guilty not because his actions (or lack of) but just because he survived and the common expression of this existential dilemma is “why me, why was I spared”? Another interesting twist to this guilt is the man who becomes horrified to find he had the capacity to enjoy killing and destroying the lives of other people. I have seen variations of these themes in almost all of the cases I have treated with severe PTSD, and this is a very difficult obstacle to overcome.

Where do we go from here?

There is very little doubt that the person experiencing these kinds of emotions, needs to find professional help. The good news in this tragic story is that people do recover and hope flourishes again in the desert of our hearts. War changes people, but beyond the horrific consequences of battle, the person you become is not dependent on the events themselves but on the choices you make, in the face of those events. Who you are at any given time in your life, is not the sum total of all your experiences, although those are indeed primordial. Who you are and who you become is who you choose to be; we are our existential choices.  An old priest told me of his experiences counseling those who were about to die in a firing squad (this was right after a revolution in a Latin American country). Some men had to be dragged and tied to the post, while they cried and begged for their lives, while others walked to their deaths with defiance, refused the blindfold and died yelling at their executioners or praying and singing to God; same fate, different attitude. I was a young adolescent when I heard this story, and throughout my life I always wondered if placed on that situation how would I die. Most importantly, this story always reminded me that I am and I become my choices, even when those choices may just only be the choice of my attitude.  

If you or someone you know is facing these demons, seek out help. The very first step in any type of recovery is the acknowledgment of the problem and the decision to do something about it. The road to recovery may not be easy, but good and wonderful things do not come easy, they take work and commitment. You need to realize the need to open up the old wounds and face them, talk about them, tell them to another human being who will be there for you. You need to find in your heart to forgive yourself for real or imaginal wrongs you did or for the failure to act; to forgive others, to let go of the guilt and the anger you have been harboring for years. You need to find new purposes and goals, new meaning, to renew hope, to heal the pain and to find the path you will walk for the rest of your life. You will not forget your memories, those will always be there, but your understanding of them, your relationship to them and your reaction to them, that will change, and that change will make you free.

Many aspects of this process are not only psychological but spiritual as well. Long before we had psychiatrists and psychologists, people would come to their parishes and spiritual leaders for healing and guidance; it worked for them and it can work for you as well. Confession, forgiveness, and renewal, ancient practices that are never too old or outdated for us to use them.

Galgano Guidotti was a knight who fought bravely in the Crusades and upon his return, he carried with him the invisible wounds of the soul. The story is told that in his despair, he stuck his sword in a rock and turned to God for healing, changing his life forever. Today there is a small chapel in the Galgano Monastery in Montesiepi in Tuscany, Italy where that sword can be seen. It still stands as a reminder of a warrior who found peace and a new purpose in his life; if he did it, you can also do it.

-Spartan

 


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Shoot Him

After about the first six seconds of a real firefight, all you can hear is a loud ringing in your ear that pings to a higher painful pitch with each trigger pull and nearby explosion.  So you yell and communicate with hand arm signals basically.

“Shoot him.”

Two men died at that order and pandemonium ensued.  We found ourselves quickly surrounded and outnumbered and within the first few minutes, as the accuracy and volume of fire increased and our radio communications died, I realized that we needed to get out.  I gave the order to break contact and the battle drill began.

At one point I looked to my left and noticed a pizza hat pop up over the mountain less than 25 meters away.

 

The enemy soldier was behind and above my fire team, in an excellent position to shoot every one of them.  I raised my weapon and fired.  The first round popped some rocks in front of him, the second was closer to being on target.  As he flinched and looked up, he noticed me.  I could see the fear in his eyes as I let rounds three and four fly while improving my standing firing position.  He took off in a sprint and I continued firing, leading him just slightly.  Somewhere between rounds 8-12 he abruptly dropped back below the mountaintop.

No thanks to my terrible accuracy under fire, Intelligence told us we killed 9 men that day.  I had watched the first two go down, and i’m pretty sure a couple others took a LAW rocket to the face, but i’m not sure whether Mr. Pizza Hat was one of them.

What Should I Feel?

I’ve heard so many people say that taking a life isn’t easy, but I really never thought it was that hard.  Combat was surreal to me.  I remember looking into the lifeless eyes of a man missing half his skull and it felt like a movie.  I never watched a man die at my hands, except maybe Mr. Pizza Hat, but I did watch men die, and the part that bothers me most is how little I feel.

I was doing a job, and they were trying to kill me.  Their fatal flaw was being less prepared than I was.  I don’t hate them for what they did; many surely believed in their cause as I believed in mine.  I don’t pity them either, they picked  a fight and lost.  I don’t mourn their death, although i’m sure someone loved them, we all know the risks of that lifestyle.  Most strangely it seems, however, I don’t feel guilt for what I did either.  I really don’t feel strongly about it at all.  I’m not sad, angry, or even happy; I’m indifferent.

Not wanting to talk about it

This post has sat in my queue in “drafts” for weeks because it sounds so damn crazy.  Society and all those who don’t experience combat tell us we should feel something.  We are bombarded with movies, images, and articles telling us how we should feel. It’s as if they think i’m afraid of reliving things I’ve seen.

No. I’m not afraid.

I’m cautious because I know what I’m capable of. I know how easy it is to snuff out a life, and that gives me more respect for the fragility of existence.

Death is easy, living is hard. Don’t quit.

-LJF

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The Dark Night of the Soul- Part 1

This is the first part of two-part postings on suicide. The first part deals with a general introduction to the problem and the concept of risk and protective factors. The second part will address more intrapersonal, individual factors and possible options to find hope and relief. However, it is important to keep in mind this is a very complex subject that resists any attempt to quick fixes or easy solutions. We humbly approach this deadly subject with hopes at understanding it better and hopefully finding possible solutions.

The man in front of me was looking distressed and his words were coming out with great difficulty. He was a platoon SGT, with multiple combat deployments, and currently having problems with chronic pain, poor sleep, and depression. As we discussed his background and his military experience, something seemed not right. As we progressed in our interview, I asked him if something had occurred recently. He looked up to me and said, “Yesterday I found out one of my guys from my platoon in Afghanistan committed suicide, he was like a son to me”

For those of us in the military, these are sadly, common occurrences. We all know somebody or know of somebody, who has taken his life. The news is devastating. These men have been in combat, shared great dangers and adversities, and through it all, they survived and came home only to end their lives at their own hands.  We feel sad, powerless, angry, and we ask ourselves why?

It may be surprising to some, but there was a time in the past that suicide in the military was much lower (20% and more in some cases) than in the civilian population; in fact, being in the military used to be a protective factor. However, all of that began to change around 2004, and suicide rates have continued to rise and maintain at levels much higher that our civilians counterparts. By 2012, when we were still significantly involved in combat operations, more soldiers died by suicide than those killed in action, a very sobering fact. It does not take a genius to see that the rise in suicide rates corresponded to the onset of the Iraq and Afghanistan wars our longest wars to date. Yet, the statistical link between deployments and suicide is at best weak or non-existent, a fact that adds complexity to this issue.

There are hundreds of studies and millions of dollars spent in trying to find a solution, or even an understanding to this perplexing problem. One factor however, which seems significant is that suicide rates are much higher for those who separate early from the military or separate under less than honorable conditions. This fact alone, underlines the importance of transition issues, of losing connection with our brothers in arms, and of finding oneself lost in a world we do not seem to fit in very well and we do not seem to be well equipped to survive and thrive.

A significant line of research, mostly based on statistical and epidemiological studies of suicide populations, focuses on risk and protective factors; that is, what are the factors or elements that render a person more vulnerable or likely to commit suicide versus the factors that tend to protect the person from it. While this research is helpful and promising in many respects, if fails in two fundamental aspects. The first one is clearly linked to the weakness of correlational studies; that an association exist between to variables, does not implies causation, it only suggests a relationship ( that a rooster crows at sunrise does not mean that the sun makes the rooster crows).  The second one is similar, that while a set of factors may predict a likely behavior from a member of a given population, it can’t never predict the behavior of a specific member of that population. For example, risk factors may tell us that soldiers who display those factors have a higher likelihood to hurt themselves, but it cannot tell us that a specific soldier, SGT Smith will do so.

Nevertheless, risk and protective factors are place to start in helping us think more concretely about suicide and in ways to prevent it from occurring.  Here is a short list of those factors.

Risk and Protective Factors

 

Risk Factors    Protective  Factors
 

Mental disorders

Prior history of suicidal behavior

Personality Disorders

Personality Traits (anger, impulsivity)

Hopelessness

Substance Use

Stressful life events (loss of job, partner)

Lack of Social Support

Single/divorced

Cognitive Problems

Chronic illnesses (Pain, TBI, etc)

Demographics (white, male )

Access to lethal means

Family history of mental illness

History of childhood abuse/neglect

 

Social Support

Being Married

Religious affiliation

Character strengths

Life Satisfaction

Positive mood

Hope

Self-esteem

Meaning and purpose

Coping ability

Adaptability

Meaningfully employed.

Life goals

 

A quick look at this list may suggest some possible ways to minimize risk. Some factors are of course, impervious to change; we can’t alter our race and gender neither can we alter our lives’ histories. Who we are biologically, and what has happened to us, is determined and unchangeable. On the other hand, there are many factors we can change or modify which may enhance and enrich our lives and in doing so, protect us from self-destruction. Maintaining a sense of connection and belongings, fostering primary relationships, returning or coming to Faith, seeking professional help, taking care of our basic needs (employment, housing, etc) and developing life goals and purpose may be a place to start. There are no easy solutions, and even those actions we could take may not be completely under out control. Even our willingness, disposition and desire may be lacking. However, it is not the size of the problem, but the strength of our character that will carry the day; we need to believe that and commit ourselves to that ideal.

SPARTAN

 

 


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A Psychologist’s Perspective

Today we welcome another contributor to CONUS Battle Drills: Spartan.  As a young man he joined the US Army and was an 82nd Airborne medic.  He left the military and got a doctorate in psychology then practiced as a naval officer for over 20 years before retiring.  He’s been in special operations and worked on several secret squirrel programs.  In order to protect his family, his patients, and his current job, his identity will remain a secret for now.

A Psychologist’s Turn

They will beat their swords into plowshares and their spears into pruning hooks (Isaiah 2:4)

…For I will turn their mourning into joy, and will comfort them and give them joy for their sorrow (Jeremiah 31:13).

While these verses refer to a time in the future when God will turn our sadness into joy and Peace will reign on earth, for many of us, as we transition out of the military, this can become our hope as well as our challenge.

As we leave the fellowship of the warriors and the sights and sounds of war begin to fade, we are faced with the new task of finding a new purpose, a new direction in a world that is much different and in which we don’t seem to fit in very well. We are left with our memories and our hurts, and for many, those are constant companions that will haunt our everyday, as one senior NCO dramatically confessed to me when he told me his fallen comrade would come to him in dreams to blame him for his death. Of course, he was not responsible for his death, but all the same he felt guilty; at the end, he had survived, while his friend had given the last “full measure of devotion”. However, he needed to punish himself because at least, that guilt kept him alive, authentic, and engaged.

Each one of us has a particular story, and we need to understand it, process it, own it, and then make it our motivation to propel us forward to make our lives and our journey worthwhile. Just as the last scene in Saving Private Ryan, when the now old soldier stands by the grave of the man who gave his life, so he could have his; in this moment, he believed he had lived a life that had been worth saving.

But the process is difficult for all, for some, even so much more. Once a hardened Delta Operator guy came into my office to discuss something “embarrassing”. As he sat in front of me he begins to tell me he is retiring from the military in a few weeks, after many years of service. He had been a boxer, a soldier, a veteran of multiple combat missions. He had seen great horror and suffering, and through all, he had been steadfast, loyal, courageous, and always did his duty. He had recently married, and together with his new bride, they were building a new business. Life was good, peaceful, and he felt happy and confident regarding his future.

Then, he tells me why he came to see me: “Doc the other day my wife and I were home and decided to have a quiet night watching a movie and being with each other. My wife chose a “chick movie” to watch and I didn’t care.” Then he paused and with great effort he continues-“Would you believe doc, that half way through this movie, I began to shed tears, and my wife turned to me and said What’s wrong honey?” There was the perennial tough guy, proven in battle, now crying to a chick movie, in front of his new bride!

We discussed his story in detail. We understood that through the years of service, he needed to keep his emotions under control in order to do his job; he needed to do this for himself and for the others that depended on him. Now, as he was transitioning to a new life, and this control was no longer necessary, he was allowing himself to feel those emotions; that was an important part of his own healing. I suggested that for a time, he would probably be more emotional than usual, but eventually he would feel better. I also encouraged him to follow up in psychotherapy to work out the kinks. Last I heard from him was three days before I left SOUTHCOM. He wanted me to know he was doing well, he was happy with his life, back to himself and he had fired his Psychologist (that is another story).

While we all may have different needs and challenges, these two tasks are necessary: we must find new meanings and new projects and we need to heal our hurts. We can’t live stuck in the past, chained to our present, and fearful of the future. There is no shame in admitting to our need for help; we owe this to ourselves, and to those with whom we share our lives.  This is now our new mission.

Spartan